My Brother = Awesome^10

Another conversation I had with my brother today:

Him: What if Marvel made a comic about Sherlock Holmes?
Me: Say what?
Him: It would be, like, Super Sherlock, solving crimes while flying through London in a trench coat*.
Me: Marvel would probably take a shot at it, if they could. But it just wouldn't work, you know? Sherlock Holmes is realistic, Marvel is... well, Marvel, they're just not compatible.
Me: ... Unless the Avengers were sent by mistake into Sherlock Holmes' world, then I suppose it could work.
Him: Dimension travel?
Me: Yeah.
Me: And it would take Holmes 0.2 seconds to deduce that they were super-humans.
Him: ...
Me: Well, they wouldn't be in costume, duh. That'd be too obvious.
Him: Spiderman would definitely say "Elementary, my dear Watson."
Me: That quote is not cano——!
Him: No, I know, but he'd still say it.
Me: ...Yeah. And Holmes would turn to Watson and say something like "Ah, yes, your romanticized accounts of our cases."
Him: Who else?
Me: Tony.
Him: Oh, God.
Me: Tony would totally nerdgasm.
Him: Definitely.
Me: And he'd immediately start tinkering with something. Steam punk!
Him: Yes, steam punk!
Him: He'd build a steam-driven Iron Man suit in no time flat, and probably a computer as well.
Me: Probably. And then he'd geek out with Holmes over—— Oh, God, imagine Tony and Holmes by the chemical set or whatever, both in nerd-mode.
Him: Things would explode.
Me: Definitely. And Steve would just shake his head.
Him: Together with Watson.
Him: They're pretty alike, aren't they, Steve and Watson?
Me: Both long-suffering friends of eccentric nerds, yeah.
Him: Friends? [raises eyebrow] Oh, well. They could bond over that while Tony and Holmes target practice indoors.


* = This conversation took place shortly after I'd, er, informed my brother that trench coats have no place whatsoever in Victorian England.